"Jason? Is that you?" Courtney spoke and rushed down the stairs at the first sound of movement coming from the bottom floor.

"Yeah, it's me." Jason assured her, coming in the door.

"How was the service?" Courtney asked awkwardly.

"Horrible."

"Horrible?" She questioned

"Yeah. I don't really want to talk about it."

"Right." Courtney said in a lighter tone "No use to dwell."

Jason stared at her for a moment. He didn't really know what to say anymore, he wanted to be alone, he needed to think.

He didn't have to worry about what to say for long, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

The door was opened to reveal a man in a business suit. He was a shorter man, stocky, with apparent signs of the beginning stages of balding.

"I'm Timothy Woods." The man introduced himself. "I'm here to see Jason Morgan."

He stayed on the other side of the door, in the hallway, waiting to be given permission for his entrance.

"I'm Jason Morgan."

"Mr. Morgan, I'm here to discuss the issue of Elizabeth Webber's will."

"Elizabeth's will?" Courtney questioned.

"Yes ma'am."

"What did she leave something to Jason?" Courtney asked "Jason, do you think she left something to you?" She redirected her question.

"I don't know." Jason spoke still staring at the man in the doorway.

"May I come in, sir? I'll be better able to discuss this with you."

"Come in." Jason directed.

"You and Ms. Webber were close, I presume?" The man spoke entering the penthouse.

"We were once, yes." Jason said.

"Then you do know of her child?" Mr. Woods pressed on.

"Yeah. She had a baby with Ric Lansing, a daughter."

"That's correct, sir."

"I don't get what any of this has to do with Jason." Courtney interrupted.

"Well it was Ms. Webber's wish that Mr. Morgan gain custody of her daughter, in case of her death."

"What?"

"It's all right here, sir, seeing as though you were of no relation to Ms. Webber, or to her daughter, you would have to appeal to a judge to receive custody, but as long as no one opposes the case it should go pretty smoothly."

~*~*~*~*~

"Why would she leave her daughter to you, Jason? You two have barely even spoken in the last year." Courtney ranted, she had been going on like this, asking the same question over and over, since Timothy Woods had left the penthouse.

"I don't know, Courtney. None of this really makes sense."

"Well, it's ridiculous. You can't raise her daughter."

Jason was silent.

"Jason? Hello?"

"Sorry. I was just thinking."

"You aren't seriously considering this, Jason? Come on you, can't be."

"It's what she wanted, Courtney, and as ridiculous as it may seem, Elizabeth usually had a good reason for doing the thing she did. She wouldn't have left her daughter to me if that wasn't what she wanted, if it wasn't what she thought needed to happen."

"Alright, Jason, let's say for one minute that I agreed with you, even if you wanted to raise her daughter, you heard Mr. Woods he said you'd have to appeal to a judge, and if, IF, no one opposes it there shouldn't be a problem, do you really think no one is going to oppose you raising Elizabeth's daughter? Her grandmother, Lucky, Nikolas, come on she has a lot of friends, none of which like you, not to mention Ric, this is his daughter we're talking about."

"Ric is gone, Courtney. He's been gone. He didn't even come back for the funeral."

"You're really serious about this, aren't you?"

~*~*~*~*~

"She obviously was not in her right mind when she put that in her will." Lucky fumed.

"Not in her right mind?" Jason repeated "She died in a car accident, not from some mind altering disease."

"You're going to fight me on this?" Jason asked in a tired tone.

"Every step of the way." Lucky answered.

"Mr. Morgan, the judge will see you now." The lady at the reception desk spoke, and led Jason into the adjacent office.

~*~*~*~*~

"Lucky, maybe it's best if you just let this happen the way she wanted." Luke Spencer proposed, trying to calm his son down.

"The way she wanted? Dad, I can't believe that she really wanted a criminal to raise her child."

"It's all right here in black and white." Luke said, referring to the will.